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I’ve been searching for an answer,
In a library, full of empty books.
Maybe life is just a dancer,
Nonsense if you listen, better just to look.
Useless interpretations,
Unsure of sadness in my eyes.
Back and fourth through memories.
Have I loved?
If I’ve lied?
Serenity... is just too hard to find
I stared off a bridge the other day.
The river was dirty but continued to flow.
Forever focused on its journey.
The lesson was good, but what happens when it snows.
Looking for inspiration.
Blocked by feelings deep inside.
Forced awake the same old way.
Have I lived?
Why we die?
Should I stay?
...I breath a heavy sigh
You cannot focus on the rain,
That’s dampening your every day.
The rain will soon come to an end,
When you find a perfect way to mend,
The darkness building up within.
It’s only you who makes it dim.
This isn’t blame it’s just a game,
You either play or go back where you came.
This isn’t real the way you feel,
But without love you’re sure to fail.
You’re looking at the ground,
Try to look at what you’ve found.
In the mirror you’ll see it much clearer
If you care, you’ll be able to stare
Into the eyes of yourself,
I simply dare you to dare.
So look at me...
Be with me....
Try to see the way that I see....
If it’s just you, you’re sure to lose
Because you’re choosing negativity.
Just be...
Just be...
Just be... me
